Archive for July, 2009

I’m in The Buff. No, I’m not naked. That photo is meant only as a ploy to get you reading about processed food. The truth is, I’m spending the week with my Mamma and celebrating my cousin Frankie’s high school graduation in my hometown of Buffalo, New York. Affectionately donned, “B-lo” or “Buff” when I’m […]

I have a good friend who commands a high post at Café Boulud. The other night he texted me after reading my latest tweet, which stated simply, “Procrastinating.” He wrote asking what it was I was avoiding. In truth, it was writing this post. On Michael Ruhlman’s food blog he has a recent post about […]

Dear Reader, I have a confession to make. I have not been honest with you, or more to the point, I have not told you the whole truth. I’ve been keeping secrets. For the past seven months I’ve been running around town catering and cavorting, writing about my escapades in eating both real food and […]

…San Francisco. Again. This time it wasn’t the cowboys that captivated me, but the cows. Driving back from Napa en route to the Frisco airport on the last leg of my annual California journey, I rear-ended my rental when I found myself completely awe-stuck and staring out the passenger window at black & white striped […]